When the driver heard this, he asked very carefully: "Less, chase An Yuan?" ”

"That's right, chase Yasuhara!" This time, he was almost gritting his teeth and saying, almost in the blink of an eye, Ning Yide's emotions became very excited. The bloodshot red of his eyes engulfed the entire black eyeball, and both eyes became unusually fiery red. His hands were clenched into a fist, and the clothes on his body were tightly wrapped in muscles, and the temperature in the carriage seemed to be high.

"Less, less! It's okay, it's less! It's okay! Seeing this, an old man sitting beside him hurriedly patted him on the back and comforted him repeatedly.

Seeing that Ning Yide's expression was slightly relaxed, the old man hurriedly took out a delicate small box from his clothes, put it in front of his nose and shook it. Then, continuing to pat his back with his hand, signaling him to be quiet, and finally Ning Yi took a deep breath with difficulty and closed his eyes with great difficulty. When he opened his eyes again, most of the strange red in his eyes had disappeared, and the person looked much softer.

"How long can the medicine last?" Ning Yide, who was relieved, asked with difficulty.

"Half an hour at most! You have to give up less, Yasuhara can't escape, and the master's people will deal with it! The old man whispered in a pleading tone with a doting face.

"Chase! My bad, take it back yourself! Ning Yi didn't even think about it, and simply rejected the old man's suggestion. Seeing this, the driver in the front row sighed softly, turned his head to him and said firmly: "Don't worry, when you get out of the city, when you get to that fork in the road, I'll keep Yasuhara's car to stop!" ”

Ning Yi nodded, closed her eyes again tiredly, and inhaled deeply. He knows very well that his driver's self-confidence has been honed in the cruel rain of bullets, and he will definitely be able to do it as long as he dares to say it. At this moment, even if there is overwhelming rain and a mastermind who is in a hurry to clear the scene, Yasuhara's car will definitely not be able to escape!

"Less, then she owes her?" The old man was a little worried and stopped, his hand still gently soothing Ning Yide's back.

"Pay off debts, kill people to pay for your life! She must pay the price, but not today! Ning Yide opened his eyes suddenly, and said in an extremely cold tone. Today he doesn't have that much time to collect debts, but there is nothing anyone can hurt him, and this debt must be repaid!

It was still raining heavily on the road, and the two cars were speeding on the road one after the other, and An Yuan, who was driving, didn't know what kind of fate was waiting for their family in front of him. Why did he provoke Ning Yide, such a person who can't be messed with? He didn't have a chance to know until he died.

For so many years, Yasuhara was just an ordinary person, just an inconspicuous full-time driver in Dongyang City, responsible for driving for the general manager of a large company. But it was such an ant-like existence that actually contributed to a catastrophe, and pushed his own daughter An Zhi to the cusp.

The facts that Ning Yi had to find out were not wrong, An Zhi was He Yang, who transferred to Dongyang City No. 1 Middle School, but the person who helped her replace her identity had an ulterior motive behind it, and others couldn't find out. According to the results of the media human flesh He Yang, it is shown that this girl is a scumbag who has destroyed the public, wearing glasses, being dark, thin, cowardly, and without any sense of existence.

This type of student is often the most bullied in school. However, since the video of He Yang being abused at school was posted to those media, this girl has become extremely eye-catching.

Her ordinary background, vague upbringing, the special case of successfully transferring from Thirteenth Middle School to First High School, the entanglement with the perverted video abuser, and the reasons behind her ability to keep coming back from the dead all made all media people go crazy with enthusiasm, and they tried every means to get to the bottom of it.

But they underestimated the power behind the abuser, the power they simply couldn't provoke. Because this abuser is none other than the notorious Su Xinge, a witch of the world known as "evil debt", a woman who should have been imprisoned. Therefore, the only person who can find out her details is Ning Yide, who is high.

The sky in Dongyang City is as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the raindrops of beans are smashing on the ground, and it has entered the city of first-class flood control alert, and there are hardly any cars to be seen on the highway. Yasuhara's sedan was still speeding all the way, like a wild horse on the loose, speeding in the direction he thought was right.

Videos, torrential rain, media, intimidation, explosions, a series of things that have happened these days have made Yasuhara, grumpy and simple-minded, unable to support it. He couldn't think of any good solution to his current troubles, and he should have followed the man's arrangement and drove straight to the airport.

But just before the explosion occurred in the community, Su Xinge called him and asked to meet him in a high-speed service area outside the city. She said on the phone that as long as her daughter admitted that everything was a game and she was wronged, she would let Yasuhara's family go, otherwise no matter where Anyuan fled with her family, she would be entangled to the end. Yasuhara thought about it, and actually agreed to this request, and deliberately changed into decent clothes.

Yasuhara's big beer belly and fat limbs all show that he is a person who has no requirements for himself. So even now, when he had changed into a clean black suit and a brand new pair of black-rimmed glasses, he wouldn't have thought to deal with the greasy messy hair on his head.

His demands on life are now on his family. For so many years, he has never said a word to his family, as long as he opens his mouth, he is either cursing or complaining, whether it is to his wife or daughter, or in what kind of environment.

For example, now, An Yuan, who is driving, is still scolding irritably, the wife in the co-driver.

The middle-aged woman sitting in the passenger seat was An Zhi's mother, with a fat, black, bloated flatbread face, and shriveled lips, without even a little lip balm. With unlayered black curly hair, a cheap coffee-colored plastic hairpin, sandwiched indiscriminately behind his head, and wearing the most common floral aunt clothes on the floor, the whole person is full of laziness and compromise.

Yasuhara's wife is a person who is full of restlessness in her heart. The husband she expects is the kind of man who can give her meticulous care, omnipotent care and pampering like a father in Korean dramas, even if she doesn't love herself.

The only tacit understanding that these two people can reach is that they feel that the world owes them, and they pin all their hopes on An Zhi, hoping that she can change their fate. When they found out that their daughter Anzhi was as mediocre and cowardly as themselves, the anger and unwillingness in their hearts finally had a legitimate outlet.